For me, that would have to be when me and my sons went camping with my dad, my brothers and their sons. 3 generations of campers enjoying the outdoors, hearing our dad tell our kids the same stories he used to tell us when we were younger. Seeing them laugh while me and my brothers and my dad would tell them about our little crazy antics. That camping trip was really priceless, and something that me and my sons would never forget.

Thanks for sharing that, TShisler. It's those kinds of experiences that makes camping really more enjoyable and definitely something to look forward to. Your story was, in a way, a bit bittersweet. My dad also was the one who got me interested in camping and I had a lot of great memories camping with him and my mom. Sadly, dad passed away two years ago. I admit, that there are times whenever I go camping that I get reminded of him. But in a way, it's a good thing 'coz it's like he's just right there with me.

That would have to be when I asked my wife to marry me 20 years ago. We have been avid campers and I took her to the Grand Canyon, her favorite place to go camping. It was perfect. Sunset setting and all.